temporary home

Calum's POV

******3 days later*****

Today's the day we go and do our charity thing at the orphanage. I'm still sorta worried about Ash, he's been quiet all week and off during practices. He keeps saying he's fine, but we can all see that something's up. I throw on some black skinny jeans, a white and black baseball tee, some white converse and a beanie, the head down to the kitchen to find some food.

"Hey Mickey" I greet him as I grab a pan and some eggs to make myself some breakfast. I look over at him and realize that his hair is bright red. "Wasn't your hair whitish blonde when we went to bed?" I ask laughing.

"I couldn't fall back asleep at 3am this morning so I decided that red would be a fun colour!" We both laugh at the fact that 3am is when he decides to dye his hair and then start talking about the trip today as I finish up my eggs and follow him into the living room to play FIFA until it's time to go.

"I think we should bring some instruments and play a couple songs for them. And we could teach them to play our instruments! I have some old bass guitars in the music room. I bet Ash has an old drumming pad we can bring!" I got more and more excited as I thought about it. Michael was just laughing at me as I bounce up and down on the couch.

"So? What'd you say?" I look at him in expectation.

"Say to what?" Ashton and Luke walk in the room right as I'm waiting for Mickey to answer me.

"Well I thought that we could bring some of our old instruments and teach the kids, maybe play a couple songs!"

Ashton, Luke, and Michael shared a look before exclaming "Of course!"

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I toss an old bass in the van, beside Michael's and Luke's old guitars and Ashton's drum set that he had broken one of the drums on a few years back and never gotten rid of. I climb into the back seat right as Luke and Micheal come out shoving each other and yelling.

"Shotgun!" 

"No fair! You had it last time"

"Yeah well I'm older" Micheal stuck his tongue out at Luke and hops into the front seat before Luke can come up with a comeback. 

"Being the baby of the band sucks!" Luke says pouting as he climbs in next to us. 

"But we love you little lukey!" Michael and I sing as I ruffle Luke's hair. Ashton climbs into the front to drive since he's oldest and the most responsible driver. 

"Andddddd we're off!" Luke shouts as we pull out of the driveway to our flat. 

"Off on another adventure!" I add smiling. God I love these guys.